Su Huaiyu's ancestral silver hairpin, grandma said, can ward off evil spirits.
She had guarded against the drunks in the alleys late at night and the scumbags on the subway, but she had not guarded against the drugged man.
When Lu Yunshen tied her wrists with a tie, the silver hairpin rolled into the bottom of the bed with a clanking sound, like her shattered life.
He stole her innocence,
But she stole his heart.
